31 December 2006

Should blogging friendships be forgotAnd never brought to mindShould blogging friendships be forgotAnd days of Auld Lang Syne?So raise a cup of kibble tooAnd sing this song so fineRemember friends around the worldFor Auld Lang SyneFor Auld Lang Syne my dearsFor Auld Lang SyneWe'll raise a cup of kibble toofor Auld Lang SyneAnd here's to Fee so far awayAnd Mackie and Ollie tooAnd Pappy and his Fella fineAnd Ivy and her crewFor Butchy and for Snickers dearAnd all those friends of mineWho live near Opy and his palsAway Down Under WaychorusNow don't forget Joe Stain and TannerDown near my desert homeAnd Doggies on both US coastsAnd oe'r the ocean foamFor Poet dogs in Scotland drearAnd Murphy and Max tooFor Dean-o up in Canada And all dogs far and near We send you New Year Greetings and our wishes for good cheerchorusFor Axel, Dani, Ron and FriendsWe wish you neighbors kindFor Chechu in the ArgentineA cup of finest wineAnd may Miss Sunshine ever reignAnd blogging doggies playAnd FuFu bring his Christmas tripOut West our way next yearchorusWe know we have forgotten someAnd others just don't rhymeYou're in our thoughts this fine, fine dayWe'll Work you in next time!

with thanks to Pappy and his Fella for inspiration, and Miss Ivy and Randy for the fun game!

25 December 2006

We wish you a Merry Christmas; We wish you a Merry Christmas;We wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.Good tidings we bring to you and your kin;Good tidings for Christmas and a Happy New Year.Oh, bring us a figgy pudding;Oh, bring us a figgy pudding;Oh, bring us a figgy pudding and a cup of good cheer:We won't go until we get some;We won't go until we get some;We won't go until we get some, so bring some out here: We wish you a Merry Christmas;We wish you a Merry Christmas;We wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

24 December 2006

Teka got run over by a reindeer.Running ‘way from our house Christmas eve.You can say there's no such thing as Santa,but as for me and muzzer we believe.

She'd been eating far too many chew bars,and we begged her not to go.But she said that she wanted to see TravisAnd staggered out the door into the dark.

When we found her Christmas morning,at the scene of the attack,she had hoof-prints on her forehead,and incriminating Claus marks on her back.

Teka got run over by a reindeer.Running away from our house Christmas eve.You can say there's no such thing as Santa,but as for me and muzzer we believe.

Now we're all so proud of grandpa,He's been taking this so well.See him in there watching football,drinking root beer andplaying cards with Cousin Mel.

It is just not Christmas without TekaTravis is all dressed up in blackand we just cannot help but wonder:Should we open up her gifts,or send them back?Send them back!!

Teka got run over by a reindeer.Running away from our house Christmas eve.You can say there's no such thing as Santa,but as for me and muzzer we believe.

Now the canned dog food is on the tableand the pudding made of rawhide chewsand the blue and silver candlesthat would have matchedher collar that’s too bigI've warned all my fellow bloggersthey had better watch out for themselvesthey should never, ever give a licenseto a man who drives a sleighand plays with elves.

Teka got run over by a reindeer.Running ‘way from our house Christmas eve.You can say there's no such thing as Santa,but as for me and muzzer we believe

23 December 2006

Dingos and Cuz' and stuffed purple poodlesSquirrels that squeak and my muzzer's fresh noodlesCrinkly packages that G-papaw bringsThese are a few of my favorite thingsTeka and Travis and Maxie the shnoodleMy cat friend Garth and a big Christmas StruedelDoggies who blog and the ones who can sing*These are a few of my favorite thingsSnickers in Purple and her cute eyelashesButchy and Mackie and ads that make cashesBeautiful muzzers and fathers and thingsThese are a few of my favorite thingsWhen the cat bitesWhen the bee stingsWhen I'm feeling sadI simply remember my favorite thingsAnd then I don't feel so bad

22 December 2006

I want a wire fox terrier for ChristmasOnly a wire fox terrier will doDon't want a pug, no tiny poodle toyI want a wire fox terrier to play with and enjoyI want a wire fox terrier for ChristmasI don't think Santa Claus will mind, do you?He won't have to use our dirty chimney flueJust bring him through the front door,that's the easy thing to doI can see me now on Christmas morning,creeping down the stairsOh what joy and what surprisewhen I open up my eyesto see a wire fox terrier standing thereI want a wire fox terrier for ChristmasOnly a wire fox terrier will doNo dachshunds, no boxers or spanielsI only like wire fox terriers And wire fox terriers like me tooMom says the wirey would eat me up, but thenTeacher says a hippo is a vegeterian.(Short Music Interlude)There's lots of room for him in our two-car garageI'd feed him there and wash him there and give him his massageI can see me now on Christmas morning,creeping down the stairsOh what joy and what surprisewhen I open up my eyes to see a wire fox terrier standing thereI want a wire fox terrier for ChristmasOnly a wire fox terrier will do

My sister E.Rabbit is staying at our house for Christmas. She made the sweater I had on in my picture from yesterday. Last night she and some friends got together for the 24th year in a row to decorate Christmas cookies! I did not even know she was that old. Can you imagine it???

Anyway, they are very artistic types. I am showing pictures of the cookies that she decorated to look like me and like Teka. I think mine is much cuter. What do you think????

My sister E.Rabbit finished our Christmas sweaters today, and she let us have them as part of muzzer's crazy Christmas plan. (I kind of like it) Anyway, we are posting these pictures so you can see how cute we look, and before Teka eats her sweater.

They are warm and cozy, and we are having what passes for winter in Azrizona, as you can see on Joe's Blog. It was below freezing this morning when Teka had us out for walkies. I haven't been that chilled since Virginia, and it was lovely!

16 December 2006

I saw Opy kissing Bussie ClausUnderneath the mistletoe last night.She didn't see me creepdown the stairs to have a peep;She thought that I was tucked up in my bedroom fast asleep.Then, I saw Opy tickle Bussie ClausUnderneath his beard so snowy white;Oh, what a laugh it would have beenIf Charlie had only seenOpy kissing Bussie Claus last night!

Wanted to let you know that one of my three Christmas wishes came true already! E.Rabbit arrived last night (well, actually this morning) and she is working on my Christmas sweater. I am very glad to see her. She smells Wonderful!

To all of my blogger pals who are wishing for an end to hunger and world peace and ..... Hang in there guys, your turn will come!

Hey: first of all we are using the new beta blogger now, since nasty ole blogger wouldn't let us make comments except to one blog a day and we all know I've got lots more friends than that. In fact....even Teka has more friends than that!

Anyway, when we got to Beta, we found comments from lots of friends which did not get to us before, some from Mackie (sorry, I didn't know you tagged me pal!) some from my sister e.rabbit, some from Opy and Charlie. We were not ignoring you guys, we didn't know you were commenting.

So, we will work our way throught this new media thingy and hope our limited techno brains can cope. And muzzer was just learning to use the OLD blogger. woof.

NOW to the highlight of the day...I was tagged by my pal Bussie (his humans know techno stuff, see his blog!) to tell you some of my deep dark secrets. Specifically, what I REALLY, REALLY want for Christmas (specifically, three things) and what I DO NOT want for Christmas (again, three things. So, here we go....Things Gus wants for Christmas1. One of those humungous bones that IVY just got from her people.2. A red sweater3. I want E.Rabbit to arrive safely. She got stranded in DeeSee today and now won't get home until late tonight, and on her time, that is tomorrow morning!4. I want all rescue dogs to find a home like the one I found. Minus Teka.

Thing Gus Really doesn't want for Christmas1. That silly plaid bandana that muzzer has hidden in the closet.2. Stuffed toys that don't stay stuffed.3. Sharing the bed with Teka!

And I tag the following five bloggers: IVY, MACKIE, AXEL, DEAN-O, and LEWIS the PUGand I am off right now, using my new Beta capacity, to tell them about it.

PS...I will post the Christmas Carol for Today later. It is dedicated to Axel and all our other blog dogs who celebrate Hannukah

13 December 2006

Saint Nicholas,lean your ear this way!Don't you tell another dogwhat I'm going to say:Christmas Eve is coming soon;now, you dear old manWhisper what you'll bring to me;tell me if you can.

Wirey dogs are oh so good, when we're fast asleepDown the chimney, broad and black,with your pack you'll creepAll our stockings you will findhanging in a rowMine will be the shortest one,you'll be sure to know

Ozzie wants a strong tug toy,Romeo wants a boneDean-o wants big red ball,He's been a real good boyNow I think I'll leave to youwhat to give the restChoose for me, dear Santa Claus;you will know the best.

12 December 2006

Axel and Bussie and Dean-o and Butchy, Snickers and Gussie and Maxie and ArchieBut do you recall, the most famous terrier of all?

Asta the wire fox terrier, was a star in HollywoodAnd if you ask his agent, he was very, very goodAll of the other Dog Stars used to watch him jealouslyAsta rode in a big car, they got rides in jalopies

Then one sunny desert day, Asta went outsideCary Grant came up to say, "Hey Asta, want a ride"They got into a roadster, drove along Rodeo DriveThis is the life for wireys, this is where a wirey thrives.

Asta made many movies, lots with Nick and Nora tooHe got a lot of fan mail, and a lot of love notes tooThere were lots of wirey girls wanting to be friendsBut to Nora he was true, right until the movie end.

11 December 2006

I'm Dreaming of a White ChristmasJust like the one that Butchy knowsWhere the tree tops glistenAnd Bambi ListensTo hear Snickers in the snow

I'm dreaming of a White ChristmasWith every Christmas card I writeMay your days be merry and brightAnd is Christmas in Australia ever white ?

I'm dreaming of a White ChristmasLike all those terriers in MaineI sure like this photo, and miss the rompingBut snow between your toes can be a pain I'm dreaming of a White ChristmasWith every postage stamp I lickIf I had too many more friendsI think these stamps would make me sick

10 December 2006

On the first day of Christmas my terrier gave to me, a Gussie in a pear tree

On the second day of Christmas my terrier gave to me, Butchy and Snickers and a Gussie in a pear treeOn the third day of Christmas my terrier gave to me Mackie andOllie, Butchy and Snickers and a Gussie in a pear tree. On the fourth day of Christmas my terrier gave to me Agatha and Archie, Mackie and Ollie, Butchy and Snickers and a Gussie in a pear tree On the fifth day of Christmas my terrier gave to me Beautiful Miss Fee, Agatha and Archie, Mackie and Ollie, Butchy and Snickers and a Gussie in a pear tree.

On the sixth day of Christmas my terrier gave to me Ozzie and Ro-me-o, Beautiful Miss Fee, Agatha and Archie, Mackie and Ollie, Butchy and Snickers and a Gussie in a pear tree

On the seventh day of Christmas my terrier gave to me Ah-pa and Ah-ma, Ozzie and Romeo, Beautiful Miss Fee, Agatha and Archie, Mackie and Ollie, Butchy and Snickers and a Gussie in a pear tree.

On the eighth day of Christmas my terrier gave to me Awesome Miss Sunshade, Ah-Pa and Ah-Ma, Ozzie and Romeo, Beautiful Miss Fee, Agatha and Archie, Mackie and Ollie, Butchy and Snickers and a Gussie in a pear tree

On the ninth day of Chrismas my terrier gave to me Bogart Handsome Devil, Awesome Miss Sunshade, Ah-Pa and Ah-Ma, Ozzie and Romeo, Beautiful Miss Fee, Agatha and Archie, Mackie and Ollie, Butchy and Snickers and a Gussie in a pear tree.

On the tenth day of Christmas my terrier gave to me Axel and his mother, Bogart Handsome Devil, Awesome Miss Sunshade, Ah-Pa and Ah-Ma, Ozzie and Romeo, Beautiful Miss Fee, Agatha and Archie, Mackie and Ollie, Butchy and Snickers and a Gussie in a pear Tree.

On the eleventh day of Christmas my terrier gave to me Pappy and his Fella!, Axel and his mother, Bogart Handsome Devil, Awesome Miss Sunshade, Ah-Pa and Ah-Ma, Ozzie and Romeo, Beautiful Miss Fee, Agatha and Archie, Mackie and Ollie, Butchy and Snickers and a Gussie in a pear tree.

On the twelfth Day of Christmas my terrier gave to me, Dean-o and his momma, Pappy and his Fella, Axel and his mother, Bogart Handsome Devil, Awesome Miss Sunshade, Ah-Pa and Ah-Ma, Ozzie and Romeo, Beautiful Miss Fee, Agatha and Archie, Mackie and Ollie, Butchy and Snickers and a Gussie in a Pear Tree.

Has Gone Home for the HolidaysAnd his mum says she never more will roamFar from Trav and her home and her happy daysHome with Travis means a really happy homeShe went to England and to Scotland andShe had a real fine timeThough the sun in those fair regions seldom shinesShe met a lot of friendly people there and saw someHoly Shrines, but she has returned herself to warmer climesAnd when she came home from the airport there was Travis sitting thereAnd he gave lots of kisses for a timeThen he sat her down and told her that her travelling days are o'erWell, unless she takes him back to the sea shore.Because your home is where your labradane can see you every dayWhere you take him to the doggy park to playIt isn't far over the ocean where you just may see the queenBut here in Arizona come what may.

03 December 2006

Snickers the TerrierIs as cute as she can beIn her harem suit with her wirey snootCan she come and play with me?Snickers the TerrierLives a long far way awayBut I'll go one day back to I- O- WayOn my way to VirgineeAnd then we all can romp and playAnd Oh please let it snowSo this desert dog with a doggy blogCan roll and get iceyThen we'll go in and settle downFor a nice long fireside chatAnd humans can just wait and frownI'll be one happy wireyI know our visit will be shortAnd we cannot stay longBut hear this coming from the heartAnd you all sing alongOHSnickers the terrierIs as cute as she can beIn her harem suit with her wirey snootCan she come and play with me?

02 December 2006

This is dedicated to my pal Buster, Blog-dog extraordinaire and (well deserved) winner of the awesome blog award!

You better not barkYou better not yipYou better not peeinside of your homeBussie Clause is Coming To TownHe's making a list, Checking it twice, Knows from the startWho's naughty and NiceBussie Claus is coming To Town.He knows where you've been sleepingHe knows just what you breakHe knows whose shoes you have chewed upAnd what a mess you makeHis Wirey friends in blog townHave got this written downThey're gonna have a doggie feastWhile Bussie plays the clownSo, You'd better not barkYou'd better not yipYou better not pee inside of your homeBussie Claus is coming To town